Semua Bab Bound By His Rules {M×M}: Bab 11 - Bab 20

“You cum when I say, not when you need it. Don’t you dare disobey, or I’ll spank you until you cry again.”JAYDEN’S POVThe King of our pack, Alpha Zane, had a son. And he is none other than Alpha Rafael.But Alpha Rafael isn’t just some glorified titleholder designed to make the females swoon and the Betas bark in submission.He’s... desire wrapped in violence. Sin incarnate in fur and muscle. Young, sinfully handsome, and tall with a broad chest that begged to be bitten… and that voice…Fuck.That voice dripped with possession the last time I heard it. Every word curled like claws around my throat.I swear… I almost came in my fucking boxers.But what would someone like him want with someone like me?Would he even glance twice if we crossed paths in the darkened halls of the palace? And if by some twisted fate we collided... I mean if our scents tangled in the air, would he ever choose a filthy, broken Omega?Would he claim me?Doubt stung deeper than any rejection ever could. I’m j

RAFAEL'S POV{“You’re seriously licking an Omega’s hole right now?”}That voice in my head—the guttural rasp of my inner wolf—grated like gravel dragged across steel.{“Fuckin’ pathetic. You? Rafael? First son of Alpha Zane? With your tongue deep in a slick, moaning brat?”}I didn’t answer him. Mostly because I was too busy moaning into Jayden’s trembling ass.He tasted like sin. Like honey and slick heat and everything wrong wrapped in a perfect, fuckable body.And why was that? I’ve fucked dozens of wolves. Alphas. Betas. But never an Omega.Omegas were needy. Clingy. Whiny little heat-chasers who fell in love after a good knot and started dreaming of a future together. I never entertained them.I never touched them.I never kissed one.But then I saw him.The very one my tongue was lapping over his needy hole. Doe-eyed. Soft. Built like my own personal temptation. That mouth, those thighs, that scent—even without a wolf, he made my blood boil.And when he suddenly had a wolf? I

JAYDEN’S POVMy release painted the sheets below me, my body trembling. A second later, I felt Rafael slam in deep and with a primal grunt, he let go inside me again.We both collapsed.His body was still pressed to my back, his chest heaving against me, hot and sweaty.Then he pulled out.And damn...Our cum—his first and second load—began to drip from my fucked hole.I whimpered, trying to close my legs.But Rafael?He slid down the bed slowly, like he was admiring the mess. His silver eyes locked between my thighs. And then—His tongue swiped through my folds.{“Oh hell no. He’s licking it clean,” Kasper gasped inside me. “This Alpha is SICK and I love it.”}I bit my lip and moaned weakly as Rafael licked me like I was dessert—his dessert.Even the mess on the bedsheets—he scooped it with his tongue. Slurping. Moaning. Devouring me.And then… I caught it.A flash.A shadow on the balcony window. Someone had been watching.I blinked and my heart skipped.But when I looked again, it

RAFAEL'S POV Never in my damned royal bloodline did I imagine I would walk into such a fucking sight—This filthy Omega, sprawled on my bed, my boxers stuffed in his mouth, jerking off like the insatiable little beast he was born to be.What the actual hell?His body arched beautifully, wantonly, as if the mattress itself begged to memorize the shape of his back. His moans were sinful whispers thick in the air, slick with need. His hand moved with desperation around his cock—long strokes and rough strokes—his eyes half-lidded with lust, and fuck… that boxers-in-mouth thing? That tore the last piece of sanity from me.Even as I stood there with my jaw clenched and fuming, he didn’t stop. He wouldn’t stop.And when I stepped closer, ready to rip him off the sheets and toss him to the dogs, that’s when it hit. He was going to cum. Right in front of me. Because of me. Because of the scent I left behind.His whimpers intensified. His body convulsed.And then—A thick stream of creamy whi

JAYDEN'S POV Rafael began to descend the staircase slowly, each step confident and sure but he wasn’t alone. He held the hand of Aurelia, his younger sister, guiding her like she was the moonlight in his palm. She wore a delicate blush-pink gown that fluttered behind her like petals in the wind. Little crystal beads adorned the hem, catching every flicker of light. Her hair was braided into a crown atop her head, and her wide, curious eyes scanned the crowd like a girl too young to understand the weight of the evening but old enough to feel its pull. Every eye turned toward them. But mine? Mine didn’t leave Rafael. And his? He looked right at me. A slow, unbothered smirk spread across his lips. But, I think I just dripped on the floor. Rafael and Aurelia took their place on the thrones beside their parents. The ceremony had begun. Aurelia was first. The elder stepped forward, presenting her to the moon and calling upon the mate bond to awaken. She turned to the crowd.